Time and Time Again

My daughter says I should post more, and when I started this I thought I might. Time has just not been friendly. It seems it slips by rather quickly, or perhaps I just did not manage it correctly. Whatever the reason, or the excuse, it is something I notice more people complain about, yet I have not heard any reasonable solutions. It is a problem we, the builders and maintainers of our society have created, and yet we cannot control it. Rarely do we (my wife and I) get home before 7:00 at night and we are out the door by 7:00 in the morning. The weekends fly by and I wonder how it was we managed to get the girls to their activities when they were children. We should have more time now and we have less. Now this is not intended to be a complaint indeed I feel pretty good about how I have leveraged time. I went back to school to complete my masters degree, that takes considerable time, but I am not confident once completed I will suddenly have a vacuum to fill. Maybe it is just a lack of energy, maybe there is more time than I think and it is just not used the way it should. Sitting in front of the TV contemplating hell* is no way to spend an evening, yet I imagine many people do just that. So I find time to enter the blogoshere (did I spell that right?) or pick up one of my books piling up on the reading list and quietly read.

Ok that takes care of this evening, we will see what happens this weekend.

(*My vision of hell is strapped into a chair watching an unending stream of QVC or some other shop at home network.)